Before the reader of this journal starts their journey into the personal dairy that is in these pages? I'd like to inform you of a few things. The daily life and expectations of a Lunar is a constant danger. Our purpose of becoming, training, and fighting is for our Kingdom. As well as for the rulers of our Kingdom. And because these things are such high importance, they are also extremely dangerous. So much so that the expectation of death is something to never ignore. Death is apparent and rap...

"I'm not crazy! I never was! I know where I am! I know what I am! I know who I am! My name...my name...my name is Black Rose. I am...no...I was a former magician under the orders and surveillance of Nightmare Moon. I was...taken! Taken from my family in order to serve our Dark Leader! Our glorious darkness in the harmful rays of the light. I'm not crazy. Don't think my writings are fiction! What I speak is real!.......The Nightmare has fallen. Defeated. Gone. The Sun Ruler has bested him. Us. Al...

In most times of my life, I've shown to be somewhat of a poetic person. I have a belief that I always seem to stick by. The things you enjoy your life will always be available for you to experience, but will never last forever. As chapters close in on your life, new chapters are opened. A chapter of my life as ended and I'm soon going to be writing the newest the chapter going forward. And with going forward, comes the decision to leave behind what you've been enjoying. I'm leaving the site ...

"Do you know one of the best feeling in the world as I'm writing this journal entry? Having a room. A well fitted room, nothing too fancy as it's suppose to be for ponies that are traveling into the village for trade or rest. Still when me and my Lunars and some Solars had trotted our way into this late night village, we probably should've expected the reaction we got." ====================== *One Hour Earlier* ...

"I wonder if such a thing could exist. A weapon that was so pure and powerful, that it could eliminate all manner of Darkness with just the tip of the arrow. Hearing it and writing it, sounds like a work of fiction. An old tale one tells to their children to pass on legends of battles and wars. Still, if such a thing did exist? I know who the owner used to be. The Artemis Bow. A bow that was given to my Mother before my own birth. I've seen this weapon first hoof. Elegant gold at it's base and c...

The observation of a bat pony is something that will always seem interesting to me. A creature that resembles a pony, but has the survival capabilities of a bat. Ears designed for intense hearing and sound. Slick wings for fast and swift flying. Fangs for carnivores or defensive attacks. Usually dark colored for stealth to keep them from dangers in the night. Eyes created to see in the dark. All these things designed into one pony to make the ultimate survivor with the only downside being, they ...

Emptiness. Complete emptiness. A clear area of pure nothing. Nothing but clear white. Not a sound. Not a smell. Not a sight. Nothingness surrounded me. Why was I here? Wasn't I just visiting dreams a moment ago? Wasn't I just solving a pony's nightmares a few seconds ago? How did I end up here? What even was here? Everything was starting to move. Shapes and figures were appearing and being made. Grass along my hooves were appearing. Soft and comforting. A breeze was going through my mane. My sur...

"Hahaha...haha...hahaha....This has to be weird. Writing down the action of me laughing. But....How couldn't I! Finally! He took some damage! It was true! It was all true! The Bow! It was there! We got it! And we took it from Torment!...Oh my heavens...I can barely process all this. I gotta take some breathes and catch this journal up with what happened." "The Zebras have done a fine job on fixing my wings. They are wrapped and set into a sling. Both of them. Meaning, I won't be able to fly ...

Prince Artemis just couldn't take his eyes away. No matter how hard he really tried. He just couldn't understand it. How could such a beautiful creature be made with his help? A beautiful mare that is sure to grow up and take on the world. A mare that may be fierce and clever, but at the moment was sound asleep. Lilith Moon, a precious mare that is to be growing up too fast for him already. Watching her sleep seemed to bring peace to him, but also. It seemed to bring back a special memory. ==...

Seems with every glimmer of joy presented before me, the universe finds a way to remind me of the disgust I have towards a certain problem. Said problem seemed to be invading my mindscape at the moment. Such is the hardships of absorbing a Tyrant Level Arcane Spirit.  "Seems you've been busy, Artemis Luminous." The Spirit spoke towards me as he stepped forward to look eye to eye with myself.  A rather disturbing appearance this Spirit had. Dark as knight coat, with hinges of deep blue. Pierci...

"It is not a matter of discussion at the moment, Nightmare. It's not a discussion I'm willing to have in general. What you speak of? The power? The Limitless abilities we could gain? That'll only lead to targets. Targets placed on our backs. Our Kingdom's back. That is something I'm not willing to put into debate. It isn't an option I see taking place. My Future? Our Future? Isn't set in stone just yet. Hasn't been formed yet. Jumping into the area of threat will only make us the threat. We aren...